Chapter 54: Something New

"Fionna...Fionna...wake up baby weare already behind schedule"! Fionna struggled to open her tired blue eyes, the side of her face pressed deep into the pillow
"Is it time for breakfast already"? She mumbled into the silk cover.
As she tried to slowly close her eyes, she felt her arm lifted on its own followed by a harsh tug, ripping her from the bed.
"Come on Honey, we have to start getting you ready the wedding is in six hours". Cake stressed, pulling Fionna into the bathroom.
Fionna rubbed her eyes to the sound of Cake listing the things that needed to be done which made Fionna yawn even louder.
"There's your makeup, your final fitting, your shoes, and I have NO IDEA what we gon' do with that waterfall hair". Cake said as she turned on the shower, filling the bathroom with steam.
"It's a lot shorter than it used to be it won't be a big deal". Fionna muttered scratching her head and running her hand through her blonde hair that cascaded and ended just below her breasts.
"Just get in the shower before I break my foot off of yo ass"! Cake called out practically ripping the T Shirt off Fionna and pushing her in.
Fionna tried to protest but said nothing as the hot water woke up her body and the steam caressed her skin. She could hear Cake outside of the shower. Her movements sounded like pacing back and forth as Fionna massaged sweet bubblegum scented shampoo into her long hair.
"Cake can you not be in here it's makes me nervous". Fionna compained.
"Honey, I sure as hell have seen you nude way more times than Gumball and Marshall combined". Cake correctly.
Fionna whipped open the shower door and splashed water to her smart mouthing sister, making her let out a feline shriek.
"HEY don't be testing me today girl". Cake warned as she rinsed out her tail, shaking herself dry.
Fionna just laughed to herseslf and allowed the water to wash off her body wash and conditioner.
Cake tapped on the glass shower door with Fionna's baby blue silk robe in her paw.
"Babycakes come on we got to move, you better have shaved too". Fionna eyes burst open. This was going to be a very long day for her.
After wrapping her hair in a town and throwing on her robe, Fionna was pulled out of the bathroom before she could even correctly cover herself. For the next two hours. Fionna grew incredibly impatient with people picking at her constantly. Her eyebrows were plucked and her legs were waxed making her release shrill calls of pain that she had never experienced before.
"Sorry your magesty, Ms Cake's orders". A small candy servant said sheepishly as she laid the last bit of wax on Fionna's upperthigh.
"It's ok...I guess". She muttered between gritted teeth as she felt and heard the wax rip off what was left of her now hairless limbs. Most brides would enjoy pampering on their wedding day but not Fionna. She would've given anything for some kind of monster to burst through the doors and interupt her preparation. Slaying enemies of the candy kingdom was somehow less violent and painful than what she was enduring now.
"Fionna hold still, your nails look so good and if you ruin them that will put us back even farther". Cake warned.
Fionna looked over to the clock on the wall. Time seemed to be going especially slow today. It had only been two hours since she was woken up. There she sat, basically helpless to her own body as it was plucked, primped and made painfully artifical. She stared at the cut and color of her newly painted nails, very small diamonds decorected the nails on her ring fingers, setting off the shimmering light pink color of them. She fought Cake for a solid day and a half about how much pink she was allowing herself to wear and after a couple hours of fighting, the feline had agreed to put to rest any pink-associated ideas about Fionna's wedding dress. Cake paced back and forth looking at her clipboard as Fionna felt her blown out hair, being pulled strand by strand and rolled up in curlers. She looked at herself looking in the mirror. In her oppinion she looked like a distant relative of lumpy space prince with her hair in those ridiculous contraptions.
"Cake, how much more needs to be done, I mean once my hair sits for an hour aren't I done"? Fionna asked impatienly as Cake took a moment to stare at her as if she had just heard the most ridiculous thing.
"Guess not". Fionna muttered
"Girl, we haven't even got your makeup on, speaking of which where is the artist".
"Waaaaaiittttt...how much makeup are we talking and who the hell is doing it"? Fionna demanded to know. The doors of the bridal chamber swung open to reveal a purple vision, familiar to Fionna.
"Alright babes, let's get this show on the road". The lumpy space person said, floating into the room with her hand on her hip.
"Lumpy Space Prince"? Fionna asked quietly.
The makeup artist cocked one eye to her with disapproval.
"That's lumpy space princess bub, do I look like a man to you with these lumps"? She called out, showing, or attemping to show off her waist.
Fionna looked away, embaressed. "Well to be fair".
The human girl found herself cut off and face to face with the princess.
"Listen sugar tits I don't need you to be fair I need you to be silent and let me lumpin work on you, got it blondie"? LSP commanaded as she dropped her makeup box on the floor, forcing it open.
Fionna gripped the arms of her revolving seat.
"Sugar tits"? She muttered, feeling her face redden with impatience.
Cake straightened her voice, grabbing Fionna's attention. Looking over her shoulder, she read a message loud and clear from Cake's beady eyes to not make this more difficult. The blonde huffed a sigh, giving her a dirty look and turned back around. If there was one thing that Fionna hated more than makeup than it was being told what to do. Unfortunately, for her, she was subject to both of those dislikes for the next hour and a half. She felt her face patted down with powders, creams, and blushes for the first twenty minutes. The makeup made her sneeze often, making her eyes water moments before eye makeup could be put on. She tried hard to be obediant but in addition to this not being her thing, this was also not her nature and she couldn't stand the feeling her makeup put on her eyes and being told when to open and close them. She felt she was in her own personal hell as she suffered the feeling of liquid lined lids and waterlines and tortourous denial from sneezing before her mascara dried. Lumpy Space Princess inspected Fionna face from ear to ear that now were decorated with shimmering diamonds.
"Yea...I am so lumpin good". LPS said cracking a smile and folding her arms. Cake jumped infront of her right away, her eyes grew big with excitement.
"Oh my goodness Fi your makeup looks perfect. I can't wait to see the final product". She said with hearts in her eyes.
Fionna tried to twist her body to see the site for herself when Cake grabbed her by the shoulders turning her back around.
"Oh nah honey not yet, wait until we finish your hair and get you in your dress". Cake assured as Fionna slouched back impatient lip drilling.
The chamber doors opened wide open again to reveal two more familiar females, dressed up elegantly.
"Oh good, we made it in time for me to fix her hair". Bubblegum said as she straightened her long strapless purple gown and come forward with Marceline.
Her pink hair was tied back and pulled into a bun, leaving a curled strand to dangle freely next to her face.
"Sorry this took so long bros, couldn't find it anywhere". Marceline assured as she walked in carrying a red wooden box.
Fionna sat up, squinting at what could be in that peculiar compartment. Marceline put the box on the bed next to the covered wedding dress that laid gracefully on the mattress.
"Are you ready Fi"? The vampire queen asked as she brushed off her hands and fixed her shiny long red spaghetti strapped gown and adjusting her long black gloves.
Fionna looked to her biting her lip and shrugged.
"I don't know man, you can read minds here, you tell me". Fionna teased as Bubblegum came behind her and gently started to release Fionna's bouncy curls.
Marceline studied Fionna and thought for a moment.
"I think you could use a drink, that's what I'm thinking".
"I'm not sure dude, my stomach is not feeling so algebraic". Fionna confessed, gently touching her stomach.
The vampire floated over to her, putting the back of her cold hand against her forehead for a few seconds.
Fionna closed her eyes, feeling her burnt up forehead cool down a bit.
"Yea, I think you just need a drink, back in the old days before the mushroom war they used to drink alcohol to get rid of sicknesses". Marceline explained.
Bonnie looked at her about to call her bullshit.
"Why else would I have seen drunk girls with barely any clothes on walking around to a party with alcohol in their hands in the cold". Marceline explained, remembering those moments from when she was a child.
"No babe that's definately not how it worked". Bonnie interjected, loosening more of Fionna's curls.
Fionna continued to rub her upset stomach, feeling concern for this sudden wave of pain she felt.
Marceline read her thoughts, able to tell that it was more than nerves that were making her feel so shitty.
"Hang in there Fi, I'll go grab you some peppermint Tea for your belly. The last thing we need is a barf-colored wedding gown". The vampire queen joked.
Fionna cracked a smile and laughed as Cake and Bubblegum just rolled their eyes.
Closing the door behind her, Marceline journied into the hallway, making her way towards the grand stairs to head to the kitchen. On her way, she noticed the male version her of lover climb the steps as he adjusted his white cliffling.
"Hey lover boy, what's good"? Marceline teased, grabbing PG's attention.
"Oh, Marceline, hello. Where are you heading? I thought you and the rest of the girls were helping Fionna". Gumball said, a little surprised to see her, away from the bridal commotion.
"Oh no I am helping Fi, I'm just about to grab her some tea, she's got a little bit of a belly ache or something".
The news seemed to surprise and worry the prince a bit.
"Oh my, is she ok? I should go see her". Gumball answered as he tried to pass the vampire.
Her cold gray hand snatched him by the arm, stopping him in his tracks.
"Woah there Prince Charming, leave it to the girls, besides like you said, it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding". Marceline said with a smirk, reminding Gumball of his own rule.
The Prince rolled his eyes and huffed a sigh.
"Very well, Marceline". He said as he reached into his white, gold buttoned tunic and pulled out two pink letters.
"Please give the sealed letter to her for me then and if she wishes to write one back there's a blank one for her". Gumball said as he straightened his golden sash, detailed with pink design.
Marceline took it carefully.
"Will do, Mon Capitiane". Marceline said as she stuffed the letter into her chest, soluting to Gumball.
He let out a small smile and nodded, passing her without another word. She watched him head down the hall and stared at him from behind puzzling. Now Marceline didn't always trust her mind reading, but she could tell something was odd about Ben. His mind seemed to be somewhere else, especially when he looked at her. It was similiar to a deer in headlights look as if he expected to see someone else out of nowhere.
"Bubblegum, honey, you are a hair styling genius". Cake complimented as she tenderly bounced a few strands of Fionna's long shiny blonde curls in her palm.
"Can I look now"? Fionna asked, gently pushing a loose piece of shortened hair out of her eyes.
"Hold on girl, let's get the dress on then you can". Cake said, practically running to the bed to grab it.
Fionna stood up from the seat in her heels and felt herself wabble and start to fall back before being caught by her grooms doppleganger. They smiled to each other and laughed as Bubblegum helped her back on straight legs.
"Here it is". Cake announced, pulling the covering off the dress and stunning Fionna.
"Whoa". was all her newly painted pink lips could mutter as she looked at the beautiful lace masterpiece that Cake had slaved over for hours upon hours.
"Come on, honey the night aint getting any younger". The feline said as she unbuttoned the back of the dress, inviting Fionna to step in.
Dropping her robe off her naked body, she stood naked aside from her bridal garments as she came towards the dress. Cake pulled up the gown, over Fionna's abused and pampered body, covering her bare breasts with the soft silky inside of the dress. It tightened around her as Cake buttoned her in, lacing up the back of the corset bodice. Fionna felt her stomach being forced to suck in as it was tied. Expecting to feel one last pull to cut off her breathing for sure, she was then surprised to find that the dress was already situation on her. What shocked her more was that it was tight, but not as uncomfortable as she imagined.
"Alright Fi, go look". Cake said as Fionna touched along her shimmering waist as she turned to three long floorlength mirrors behind her, attached to the wall, enclosing half of a small twelve inch platform, meant for measuring and fitting a dress.
"Cake, I...I don't know what to say". Fionna muttered as she looked bright eyed at her reflection after three hours of being transformed.
Her long blonde curls fell loosely behind her with a couple, ending at her naural waist. Her makeup was stunning. The shadow and mascara on her eyes made her baby blues pop and glow almost as bright as the dazzling white lace that made up her dress. The sweetheart neckline made her breasts shift to look perky and sit constrained in her reflection. Decorating her small frame with beads and glimmer, the dress showed off her hour glass perfeclty, outlining her shape with a lined corset which then drew attention to the dramatic skirt that cascaded soflty and shined from top to bottom. To Fionna's surprise, it didn't feel heavy at all, even with all the pettycoats that filled the skirt from underneath. She looked like more than a princess or a bide. She looked like a queen. There couldn't have been a more perfect dress that could've existed in order to showcase her as the future Queen of Aaa. Fionna's feline sister came to the girls side, staring at her reflection along with her.
"Boy I wish I was as motivated to make something for myself like this for my wedding. But anyways, it is your wedding so if you don't like all the lot of the pettycoats we can just.."
The cat was cut off and instantly attached and lifted off the ground by the arms of Fionna. She hugged her sister, making her tail swish back and force from the love she was receiving. Fionna laughing hearing Cake purr in her ear.
"It's so beautiful". Fionna whispered as she and her sister looked back into the mirror again, captured by the site of the shimmering lace and beading that made Fionna glow like the moon itself.
"Ben's going to lose his Gumballs when he sees you". Marceline Joked as she closed the chamber door behind her.
Fionna and Cake smiled embracing once more before turning their attention to the gray skinned female.
Bonnie studied the dress, caressing her chin.
"Cake it's absolutely stunning, I'm just worried the veil might be too much". She added, looking to Marceline unsure.
The vampire Queen rolled her eyes.
"Figures, we went all the way back to Ooo Just to find it somewhere hidden in my attic". Marceline murmured as she opened the red box.
Bonnie let out a cough as she looked over her shoulder, suffering from the dust.
Fionna picked up her skirt and came forward, curious as to see for herself what the trip to Ooo was for. Marceline pulled out a beuatiful transparent veil, decorated with lace and diamonds at the crown of it.
"My mom was always the stylish type". Marceline said remembering her mom as a child.
"That...That's your moms"? Fionna asked.
Marceline looked to her and smiled, nodding.
"It got destroyed about five months before the mushroom war in a house fire. Thanks to Simon, Peebs and I went back in time to retrieve it". The vampire queen came towards Fionna with it as she stared at the lovely piece, handled carefully in Marceline's hand.
"Marceline, I can't. It's your moms". Fionna argued.
Marceline looked down at it lovingly and then turned to Fi with a gentle smile.
"She'd be honored to have the last human girl on Earth wear it one last time".
Fionna looked to her with a bit of sadness in her eyes. How kind of Marceline to offer to her her mothers wedding veil. It was more sincerity than she could ever dream of getting from her out of the picture birth parents.
Floating off the ground, Marceline drew towards Fionna's head, placing the headpiece gently through her curls, allowing it to sit perfectly on her head.
"Turn around, dude. You look rockin". Marceline commented as Fionna fistbumbed her in response.
Turning around slowly, Fionna saw herself completed at last. The veil draped from behind her, lightly touching her bare shoulders and flowing down her back. The diamonds on the top of the veil sparkled like the beading of the dress, almost forming a beautiful glow around the silhouette of Fionna.
"Oh I almost forgot, I have this for you too, from the hubby". Marceline said teasing as she pulled out the letter from her chest".

Cake jumped with excitement, her eyes filling with hearts at this reveal.
"Oh my goodness gracious, he wrote you a love letter before the wedding".
Fionna's cheeks flushed bright pink as she came forward to take it from Marceline.
"No way man. He probably just...wanted to...say hi...or something". Fionna said as the girls all cocked unconvinced eyes at her and then laughed as Fionna blushed more brillant.
"Well go on, baby. Ok up your man's letter". Cake said teasing Fionna. She glared at her sister with a smirk and flipped over the letter reading
To my Bride
Carefully ripped thr freshly stamped pink wax seal, Fionna opened the back of the letter, pulling out the actual evidence of Ben's words. She started to read aloud, allowing the letter's shell to fall to the floor.

My Dearest Fionna
I lost sleep all throughout the night because I kept waking to find that you were missing from your side of the bed. This seperation, although traditional, has not been one of my most well thought out plans. I pray that after today I no longer will have to endure that same kind of lonliness ever again. As I laid awake last night, I kept trying to convince myself that our life together is truly about to begin. Within moments we will be husband and wife at long last and within a week, King and Queen. I love you, Fionna. That I can promise you with all my flesh and soul and with you as my wife, I can't think of anything else in this world that I could want for. I know you must be nervous. Believe me I am too. When you walk down that aisle, be sure to keep those gorgeous blue eyes on me and only me, waiting at the altar for you. In that moment pretend its just you and me, alone in the world, because that's what it feels like to me when I am by your side. I cannot wait to be eternally yours as your devoted husband, king and servant.
All my Love

Fionna smiled at his beautiful penmenship and loving poetic words. Taken out of her hazy fantasy, Fionna was interupted, hearing a nose blowing session next to her.
"Dude are you crying"? Fionna asked Cake.
The feline wiped her eyes, ripping out tisssue after tissue as if her tears were flooding the room.
"Nah, It's just the dust from the veil". Cake lied, blowing her nose violently.
"I think he's hoping you write him back". Marceline interjected, holding out the second letter.
Fionna played with her curls trying to think.
"Uh, what do I say. I'm not any good at this crud". Fionna admitted, embaressed that she only knew how to read and write because of Gumball in the first place.
Cake looked to her like she just spoke nonsense.
"Oh gee Fi, I don't know you talk about how blue the damn sky is...what do you think you say in it"? Cake pointed out sarcastically.
Fionna groaned and took the letter from Marceline.
Morphing herself into a desk and chair, Cake transformed, ready for Fionna to start her letter. Picking up her skirts and seating herself comfortably on Cake, Fionna tapped a pen against the desk, staring at the letter, clueless.
"Baby, just speak from the heart".
"But what if I sound dumb"? Fionna whined, desperately concerned that she'd make a fool of herself.
"I get the feeling her likes you just the way you are, take my word for it Fi". Bubblegum said with a wink.
Fionna obviously knew she was referring to her personal relationship with Finn, and felt a weight come off her shoulder. The man who wrote her that letter lost sleep from being away from her. He wouldn't care about a few spelling errors. Tapping her pen a bit more before writing, she thought of how she'd start this love letter process out.
Hey Dude
So uh, nice weather we are having huh? Good day for a wedding. Well technically good evening for a wedding considering its at sunset. Yea...already this sounds real dumb. I'm so not good at this stuff. I guess you can probably tell I am nervous. Big surprise...I am. To be super honest, I'm terrified. And I'm not saying that you aren't mathetically because you totally are its just...I guess...I'm scared of disappointing you. You have so many people looking up to you. I don't want to be some kind of let down. And I know you wouldn't be marrying me if I was but, still, I hope one day I can be as brave as you. Consider yourself the person that I look for strength in today. A bit of role reversal, but it's true. I need you today more than ever and I know that no matter how many times I goof, trip or slip, you'll be there to catch me. I think that's why I like you the most. I feel accepted by you and I know you'd never change me. For the record, I liked you even before you got all brave and awesome and audacious. You're my best friend, bro and I think that if you fall in love with your best friend, you can't want for anything else in the world. Today that is exactly what I will be doing.
Catch you are the flipside
Love Fionna
After licking the glue on the back of the envelope and sealing it, Fionna handed her letter back to Marceline, smiling to her.
"I may be the Heroine of Aaa, fearless of villaniy and pure evil...but that scared the living shit out of me".